Poem: The Virtual Teacher

Image by: Sigmund

He peels the curtain aside
Light bursts in. He sees the sun bounce off the hood of cars and his neighbors comings and goings.

Noting the time, he returns to a screen where he sees his face & dark tiles, ignored questions, silent struggles.

Beckoned by bright futures. He recalls the past when
He decided
His devotion
He chooses to deliver

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